Have you ever felt that your life
all your life
every single minute that you spend waking sleeping
talking being
living is just a
race, trying to catch up with
itself, trying to make sense of the
secrets buried in the heavy air you
inhale, trying to decipher meanings in
ambiguous shapes of uncertainty and
sometimes when
you find it hard to teach yourself to
go back to sleep or your eyes
stare out of windows for what seems like
much to long, it is simply those
times where your life is struggling to
grab hold of itself and slow down for a
second before you watch it unravel and
disintegrate into fractions of
memories and starlight.
In-Between 